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letra de motivation - dequince

[verse 1]

i was born with a hundred problems one more than jay – z
life is a b-tch and that motherf-cker crazy
rappers acting lazy and they looking at me crazy
cuase im working to hard , thats just how my momma raised me
mad dreams of cash c.r.e.a.m that mad green
might loose yo family and friends and thats a bad thing
alot of envy ,alot of plenty of mad feins
its just a part of the cycle in all the bad things
and i ain’t never knocked a n-gga who was out here selling crack
cuase it’s hard out here when you’re young and you’re black
and these cops just attack , so stereotypical
you dont want beef ima stereo ripper yo
i was dreaming of this money before i ever had a rap track
nightmares of being broke as f-ck where the cash at
alot of motivation so that hating won’t work
i be smiling in they face while they hoping for the worse

[hook]

this my f-cking motivation (echoes)
tell me why these n-ggas hatin’ (echoes)
this my f-cking motivation these n-ggas always hated
i put this on my momma cuase i promise ima make it
my f-cking motivation these n-ggas always hated
i put that on my momma cuase i promise ima make it
this my f-cking motivation

[verse 2]

how im supposed to have hope when im f-cking broke
can’t get a job second thoughts of f-cking selling c0ke
this be the realest sh-t i ever wrote so pick a bar and try to steal a qoute
hip hop is dying cuase you lying in the sh-t you wrote
these n-ggas hate becuase they fake and i know h-ll is close
can’t loose my faith and so i pray cuase h-ll is not a joke
you biting lines in ya rhymes getting bogus tho
knew i be spitting dope before my parents sold it tho
ive been trynna get this money from these motherf-cking flows
putting money in the bank trynna stack it up fasho
and a fool is a n-gga who gon’ spend it on his clothes
and shame on a n-gga if he spend it on a ho
and my momma ex husband said his n-ggas gon’ ride me
you know where i stay in the motherf-cking i.e
any motherf-cker that dont even f-ckin feel me
i hope i make it one day and you n-ggas wished you k!lled me

[hook]

[verse 3]

got a hundred f-cking haters that just want to see me die
if i every go to jail then my momma gon’ cry
if i never make a million ima motherf-cking try
you say i dont rep my city you a motherf-cking lie
got a hundred f-cking haters that just want to see me die
if i every go to jail then my momma gon’ cry
if i never make a million ima motherf-cking try
you say i dont rep my city you a motherf-cking lie

[hook]

- dequince

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